Conventions from heaven

Oh glory.  The only thing missing from the....what the hell WAS it called.  must look up.  Ah yes.  The only thing missing from the Madrona Fiber Arts Winter Retreat was someone to spaz with me.  I was so mad at myself for having switched my days at work and not hearing about it sooner, to sign up for classes.  Or at least have gone with enough time to sit and knit with all the other tons of people scattered around the very mod hotel, just doing their fiber thing, solo, in groups, in lazy chairs, around tables.  Talking with their elbows resting on their WIP, or pausing in the middle of their spinning to laugh out loud.  WHY did I not cancel all other engagements and MAKE sure I was a loitering knitter among them all?  When I finally got to the marketplace, I couldn't concentrate on anything for a while, except regret that Margarita couldn't come.  Being alone with no one to talk me out of buying things, or tell me what I could make out of something I wanted.  Especially someone to tell my stories to, 'this yarn reminds me of that one project', 'I remember I had a dream about glass needles', 'I really DO want to spin my own hair'.  That's all creepy if you just come out and start telling fellow shoppers or store-keeps about it.

Yes, glass knitting needles.  They were beautiful and smooth (got to try them out, and see just how differently i knit than everyone else who'd tried them out) and totally novelty, cus I still prefer wood, but still something i would so spend my money on, if yarn wasn't so much yummier.  

Angora/Merino.  Looks so plain on the skien.  The lady, with the big smile, said that it blooms (cus of the rabbit hair) and all i could think of was a peasant hat, with the long droopy "Goofy" style ears.  I went back to finger the hat they'd made out of it over and over.  Called James to make sure it was alright if I went over my agreed upon spending limit to get it.  I can't wait to feel that furry blue fuzz, but i can't just knit with it, it's way to expensive and nice to just mess up.

The sturdy coarse sock yarn that will be my first REAL pair of socks.  That lady was like me.  Throw knitting to the fates.  Close your eyes and cast on.  .....that sounds awesome.   anyway.  Cheap sock yarn, pretty yellowish green.  Natural.  I'm lost in the fiber world.

Two skeins of pencil roving.  No way in hell I'm spinning that.  That kind of takes the fun out of spinning.  Gotta REALLY make it yourself.  Plus, it'll look so cool knitted raw.  Maybe an overskirt for the fair to lay on top of the rest of my wench wear.  If i ever get it all.  All sorts of fall and dark foresty colors.  Having two colors at any one piece of the strands.

The brightest brown and deepest black of the natural colored alpaca ( i think???)  cheap for the yardage and SOOOO soft.

The ANTLER buttons.  That dude was cool.  Lives close to my Michigan home, but in Canada.  They are what I grasp for all the time.  Made out of antlers, exactly what I want all of my faire stuff to look like.

I realise that I think about knitting faire stuff more than anything anymore.  And big baggy sweaters.  Something comfy but not bag lady, like all of my clothes now.

Was great.  I want that Mimi....some sort of short 4 letter word, silk.  It was SOOOO beautiful.  Will order online.  All sorts of colors, (lots of foresty greens) all loosly spun.  I WANT.  Lace?  I had previously thought loose knit sleeves for nice dresses.....see.....faire! 

can't wait to get mom in the yarn store and throw beautiful yarn at her.  Maybe she'll keep it up at home, another one bites the dust.  She does have a lot more free time now.

Oooh, husby is home with foody.  CAKE!!! yay.